Personal Narrative: The Bosnian Genocide

“Be humble for you are made of Earth
Be noble for you are made of stars”
- Serbian proverb
How poetic. What a fine way to render a group that is only ever brought up in tandem with the Bosnian Serb Genocide.
Unfortunately, this isn’t Serbian. It was a comment from nobody nowhere that a person wanted to turn into an esoteric proverb. So they traced it to the least relevant people in Europe to make it more difficult for others to call baloney.
It was angering knowing this hogwash was likely a part of some American teenager’s Instagram story; How come no one knows enough about Serbs to know that this isn’t ours! I felt so proud of my culture, and no one knew what I felt so proud about. And to be honest, I didn’t either by then. I wasn’t born …show more content…
He packed me, and my grandmother into the car, and my mother stayed behind. I was slapped in the face with news: my mother was going back to the United States and I’d be staying for another two months. I cried, I begged her not to leave me. The stranger pried me away from her and drove my Baba and me to a small farm on a hill, half an hour away, which is when I learned my grandparents own a farm. Chickens, sheep, a lonesome pig, and a field of raspberries. Over the next two months, I was labor; day in and day out I picked buckets of raspberries alone on the side of a gentle hill that faced the sunset with the far away baaaaaa of sheep. And yet this is my most precious memory. While there, my baba showed me albums of family, going back to 1918, and told me stories about the eccentric grandfather who fought arm and leg to get the land we were on. We visited graces in those hills where we burnt small candles and I learned about my relative’ fondness for smoking or sweets by what we left on their tombs. She encouraged me to explore the birch forest nearby where I collected mushrooms and followed a small spring of water, like my mother and uncle before me. I know now it wasn’t a vacation; it was a supplement to my background. It gave me something to be proud

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